Depressed, anxious, avoidant to the point of possibly having a personality disorder (it’s difficult to get anyone to actually diagnose you these days) with issues stemming from attachment issues, abuse (both childhood and later life), and who knows what else. After just trying to struggle through for many years, I’m finally sitting in a room and unpicking everything. Trying to make sense, to find myself, to heal, to stop hating and blaming myself for every little thing, to find some sense of calm and normality.